by Patrick Winters Cassie Turpin turned her head all about, fingers in her mouth and spreading her lips open, trying to find the right angle under her bathroom light. After several sighs of frustration and dubious rotations of her head, she finally spotted what she was looking for in the mirror. Leaning closer towards her
Cover art by Erika Zammit Dear readers, The long-awaited return of the new, reinvigorated Schlocktopus is finally upon us — and what better way to welcome it than with a fresh Spring edition, incorporating notions of love and death — while living up to the universal maxim, “needs more dragons and shit though”. Put together
The month known as March was surprisingly busy for popular culture, what with films and videogames and comics vying for my increasingly limited attention. Limited because, as I shuffle headlong towards the grave, my attention span’s only becoming smaller. Think of me as a goldfish, all bored after 7 seconds. Hell this sentence has me
Welcome, dear, readers, to popular culture without a definite end. Damn, it’s been a while since I’ve done one of these, right? Over a year and a half, if I remember correctly! Since that time I decided to go on a vision quest, traveling the world in search for fights, for love, and for meaning.